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Beloved Backpack

May 22, 2017
By Anonymous

You are black and pale blue
Filled with lots of clues.

Everytime that you’re on my back
I always think of new things to pack.

Paper, pens, binders and more
Carrying my backpack is a chore.

But none the less I love my backpack so
Except the time I dropped you on my toe.

You mean so much and I can’t even explain.
Let’s go on a date and dance in the rain!

Wait! That’s not the best idea.
What would I do if you got taken by a deer?

Let’s stay in snuggle all night.
Oh my beautiful backpack, you make the stars shine bright.


The author's comments:

This is an poem for my backpack.


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